I Dreamer

As my head spins, time swirls
Down my hair, it unfurls
Spilling onto the floor, I kick it with my feet
It dances in the air, a dust cloud I defeat
Soaring, swirling, I chase it as it flies
But it settles nowhere, not in anyone’s eyes
Just dust and vertigo, a dizzying game
Sometimes, just sometimes, I think I hold its reign
But it never truly rests, this fleeting stream
This endless dance, a whispered, chaotic dream

by Pawel Jakubowski Greenock 2024

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